I do believe I'm having a fannish paroxysm. See, I'm rereading "Dancing Men," and there's such a sense of deja vu reading about Elsie Cubitt. She's American. With a dark past she wants to keep hidden from her husband - indeed, forbids him from asking about it. ("If you love me, don't read it in front of me.") This sounds an awful lot like how I
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